I'm pretty sure this is it...

I know it will only get worse, and that terrifies me.

I'm talking about "The Most Embarrassing Moment" in my life as a parent.

About two weeks ago, Avery had just done her business on the potty and was running around celebrating her enormous turd by clapping and doing backflips and singing the praises of The Potty. She was naked and happy, so I let her run and have a little nakey time.

Then I realized she was standing in front of the sliding glass door, where outside, 6 or 8 men were working to build our monstrosity of a backyard construction project. I told her "Avery, come away from the window. The workers don't want to see you naked." She obliged and that was that.

Until this morning.

The foreman on the job, Don, wanted to talk about something with me, so I stood on the back patio with him and Avery wanted to follow. We chatted for a few minutes, and then he turned his attention to her and asked her how she was doing, blah blah. She told him she was eating her breakfast and then, with a perplexed face, asked him, "Don, you don't want to see me naked?"

You can imagine the look on my face as I looked at her with that "OH MY GOD NO YOU DITENT" kind of face, and then at him with that "I promise I don't tell her to say these things" kind of face. I felt the need to explain to him why she'd just said what she'd just said, lest he go on to believe that we have some weird stuff going on in our house and that's why she's offering to flash him and all of his hired help.

We're to the point in our house that we don't say anything in front of Avery unless we're comfortable with her repeating it to anyone and everyone.

Now there's a quaint little story for her scrapbook, no?